 Arcángel
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You better tell me happy birthday tomorrow fucker.
It is my birthday tomorrow though. -
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About Me
- About Arcángel
- Biography
- Who were you expecting? George fuckin Clooney?
- Location
- Brooklyn, NY
- Interests
- DJing, writing, singing
- Occupation
- College Student / Internet Radio personality
- General
- Born and raised in Brooklyn, NY but I have Puerto Rico running through my blood.
I am going to school for an Associates in Applied Sciences for Computer Technology as well as multiple Microsoft Certifications so, i am a busy guy. To think though, I used to hate computers?
I have a beautiful, caring, warmhearted and all around cutiepie sweetheart of a girlfriend and, we are in a very unique relationship. The way I see it though, I am reminded day after day how lucky I am and, if it wasn't for BT, I might not have met her.
Check out my Xanga:
http://www.xanga.com/mientestambien - Music
- Reggaeton, dance, house, freestyle, rap, hip-hop, R&B, jazz, rock, classic rock
- Movies
- Too many good ones to list. lol
- Television
- I barely watch TV anymore.
- Heroes
- Papa dios, mis amistades, mi familia
- Sex?
- Male
- MySpace
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Formerly known as El Subestimado
Mi ma'i, mi amor de mi vida: SpicedSugar
Mis hijos: Butterfingered (missing)
Mi hermanita: Dancesintheran, my brother-in-law: Edge_Of_Insanity
Mi Primita: Keena
^^ As he strums his "spanish guitar". Thank you, Toni Braxton.Quote:Originally Posted by Opunaya
Okay--if you're able to speak a foreign language, it's like, a verbal guitar!
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Posted in Life
Life is full of amazing people. So unique in their own epscial way, Other people can be so...close minded, so oabosrbed by their own trauma from personal experience, that they wouldn't recognize the best thing to ever happened to them, if it fell into their lap and said hello.
They act as if they are reaching out for help, they act as if they want to better themselves, but yet, they are so concerned about their own shortcomings, and putting themselves down in the midst of it, that...
They act as if they are reaching out for help, they act as if they want to better themselves, but yet, they are so concerned about their own shortcomings, and putting themselves down in the midst of it, that...
Posted in Poetry / Lyrics
Yo quise imaginar
que sabría esperar
engañándome sin mas
siento tanta soledad
que no veo ya el final
de esta eterna ansiedad
Por que sin tu amor me derrumbo
soy solo carne y huesos yo sin ti
no me salvare esperándote
un minuto sin tu amor
es un infierno en mi interior
y me derrumbo.
La distancia entre los dos
hace fuerte nuestro amor
sin olvido ni rencor
por favor que acabe pronto esta pesadilla...
que sabría esperar
engañándome sin mas
siento tanta soledad
que no veo ya el final
de esta eterna ansiedad
Por que sin tu amor me derrumbo
soy solo carne y huesos yo sin ti
no me salvare esperándote
un minuto sin tu amor
es un infierno en mi interior
y me derrumbo.
La distancia entre los dos
hace fuerte nuestro amor
sin olvido ni rencor
por favor que acabe pronto esta pesadilla...
Posted in Poetry / Lyrics
Si solamente con llorar se remediaran los problemas
Seria fácil
Si en cada lagrima se fuera la nostalgia y la tristeza
Seria fácil
Si con dormir cambiara todo en una noche
Si al despertar ya no existieran todos los reproches
Seria fácil vivir
seria fácil
Si no doliera el desamor y del amigo la traición
Seria fácil
Si se pudiera detener el tiempo y nunca envejecer
Seria fácil
Pero no es fácil ya lo ves...
Seria fácil
Si en cada lagrima se fuera la nostalgia y la tristeza
Seria fácil
Si con dormir cambiara todo en una noche
Si al despertar ya no existieran todos los reproches
Seria fácil vivir
seria fácil
Si no doliera el desamor y del amigo la traición
Seria fácil
Si se pudiera detener el tiempo y nunca envejecer
Seria fácil
Pero no es fácil ya lo ves...
Posted in Life
Originally Dated: Jul 11, 2005
Imagine walking down Broadway and sometthing catching your eye that you can't quite explain...
I didn't know her name,. didn't know how old she was, didn't know where she was from or even if she noticed me but, how could someone so beautiful, with that beautiful of a smile, look so sad on the inside?....You could tell that she was forcing that smile. I just wish that I had the chance to make her smile genuinely. The only thing that I could...
Imagine walking down Broadway and sometthing catching your eye that you can't quite explain...
I didn't know her name,. didn't know how old she was, didn't know where she was from or even if she noticed me but, how could someone so beautiful, with that beautiful of a smile, look so sad on the inside?....You could tell that she was forcing that smile. I just wish that I had the chance to make her smile genuinely. The only thing that I could...
Posted in Poetry / Lyrics
Preface: If anyone here has read the poems My Tunnel, Keened Blvd. or anything closely related to them, you'll get exactly what I am talking about.
Take a look at these links if you're looking for them:
The Battery To The Belt - Beast Toast
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Another life
Another chance
Another reason to get back on the road
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Take a look at these links if you're looking for them:
The Battery To The Belt - Beast Toast
[Link]
[Link]
Another life
Another chance
Another reason to get back on the road
...
Recent Comments
Yo yo, bomb diggity straight up ganstacore nucca.
(Translation: You sound like a retard when you speak ghettoese ^_^)...
(Translation: You sound like a retard when you speak ghettoese ^_^)...
Posted 08-27-2008 at 11:45 PM by
